Life Ways...

Living the life of an X

Wishing that I could be free

But I'm stuck in this labyrinth 

Over which these walls I can't see

So I place my plea 

Neither guilty nor sweet

But confined by these lines

Only trying to be

A Free Radical at heart

A poet by will

Bars to hit & kill 

But they proven that hope can fill 

So feel these words

Get moved by these verbs

I'm only yearning to be heard....

Eh....

I'm losing thoughts 

& time

Telling y'all hoes y'all "Summertime fine"

Fabrication 

The simple act at its finest

Versed freely 

So maybe this notebook should be line less 

Hoping this pain will wash away with Summer rain 

But on the Spring day 

We rested a soul to lay 

Your insurance won't cover this

So we came outta pocket

Not know that they were picking ours

Not knowing we were being picked on

They waiting on my work as of I was a Negrodamus

But any negro could have done this

I'm losing effort 

This scribing thing should be timeless

But I'm adding vanity and giving hope

When I began to cope

No

Know

....Know no pain

.....go show rain

......take these thoughts in vain

......realize the empath in me would hate to see you cry again

So I say 

Love is ephemeral yet evocative

Suggesting our hearts have their own furtive minds

But............................................I digress

People For Sale || Spoken Word by Juneyur

The Entra....

Taking shots with thespians & middle age lesbians

Fakers no real than horned riding equestrians

But I’m trying to stay grounded like a pedestrian

I watch my mind force words in my notebook

I recite them as the middle as my soul cooks

Its hell, I tried to conceal the smell

But that golden rose so stink

So I’m trying to hide….my weakness…

So it’s either be blessed, or cursed

Cause either way you’re gonna meet your hearse

& be hurt, but we won’t feel pain

All we have is this game & this game keeps me same

So we when my plane flies

I hope my pain flies

But we steady sticking to hooping so check my hangtime

& hang low, words jumping & bumping

Just eating at my soul

We glow & we hang, we don’t bang, we might sing

But that’s only to maintain

So be hear or be here & be clear

I’ll scribe our story one day & we’ll release our…..

My Dear

Self

You'd much rather hear about what you want to be...than what it really is....being only meanwhile, your replacement, will never give you permanent fulfillment....you can chase an empty paper bag in the wind, but when you catch it, what will you fill it with?....the lonely nights grew old, your heart grew cold....so you began to look for a person to make you, you...but all you need....is self.....

R.I.P

By the end of days grace
We'll meet again
The sun has not set
Not completely atleast
I see the moon in the distance
But that doesn't mean it is ready to rise
So take your care of your plane
I'll watch your material possessions for you
Just promise me....
That you'll come for what you own
It is all that we have to tie us to you
But those ties shall never break
Fly High....

Pain

I ain't tryna seem cold
But my world ain’t been whole
That’s why I’m pulling out this bowl
& never wifing these hoes
She say I’m with a different broad every night
This wouldn’t be the case if she acted right
‘Cause she hurt, but I’m hurt too, so we ask each other, “Who hurt you?”
But we receive no answer
‘Cause it hurts even worst to say you hurt you
Pain from within
Meaning pain comes from self
Pain comes from wealth
Pain comes from knowing you can have everything but health
Pain is not eating
Pain is my weekend
Pain is seeing you in the club knowing we not speaking
Pain became love
Pain became us
Pain came from “we” breaking our trust
Pain is now me
Pain is now you
Pain is living this life knowing that we’re through
Pain is what we don’t have
& what we can’t grab
I’m still stuck tryna turn pain in happ(y)ness
But then I realize pain is only a thought
So pain led to my madness…